If you believe you will succeed!!
LIL NADER
REAL MCCOY- i am bad at writing period and i hope i can get better
ADELE-BENEDICTE
Oct31- I love to work and earn some cash.I am really bad at writing poems and stories. I would like to improve this year.
Prologue
The time was early fall.
We were all going to have a ball.
The celebrity had a concert near
The 9-11 memorial. Have no fear
Her bodyguard, The Policeman, was going too.
If anyone got out of line, he'd know what to do.
The know-it-all Brunette and the dumb blonde
Were not very fond
Of the number one fan
Who was following the band.
She won the contest
Because she was the best
Dancer who sent in a video.
So now she gets to go
On the private jet
It's her best day yet!
They flew high
Up in the sky.
But when the plane landed
The celebrity's fans
Were screaming
And the number one fan was beaming
With excitement that came
With all of her new fame.
The celebrity walked through the crowd
Show she could show how proud
She was to be singing to everyone
That had lost someone
On that terrible day.
She felt this was her way
To show her fans her pain
And to say that everyone didn't die in vein.
The know - it - all brunette came to report
All of the fans support.
And the dumb blonde went
But couldn't get
Her friends to understand
How the families had banned
Together in their time of need
In order for this tragedy to be seen.
This is the journey
that these individuals had been enduring.
The Celebrity/ Pop Star
Well first of all I’m a Pop Star
No I did not say a Rock Star.
Everybody says fame is a game
While I tell them that ain’t a shame.
When I had a concert in Japan
Everyone stood and gave me a hand.
People tell me I should save my money
I tell them they are funny.
When I wear the best clothes
My fans say it always shows.
So I keep partying til 6 am
While everyone else sleeps til 10.
My parents say when I was a child
I had always made people go wild.
When the fans joke and say hey Miley
I say no since I’m not smiley.
The Dumb Blonde
Her bleach blonde hair
Makes her skin look really pale.
Her 5 inch heels
Makes her feel kind of weird.
But she wears them anyway
To see what people would say.
She’s friends with the pop star
To feel like a rock star.
Also with the brunette
While they fly in the jet.
She feels kind of dumb
So she says things to feel numb.
She talks to the number one fan
But hates what she had said.
She knows what she has to do
But the thought of it is making her blue.
Scared to show how she really feels
So she tries to deal
With all the pain
That is following through her veins.
Classy Burnett
She waves to adoring friends
She knows they will be there till the end.
She doesn’t know its just pretend.
She doesn’t understand the truths they bend.
Her curly hair was chest nut brown.
She wore couture cloths all around.
Her Jimmy Choo's barely touches the ground.
Her career had her bound.
She boards the jet to New York City
Her sadness won't let her be witty.
Instead she takes pity.
For the friends no longer in New York City.
The Policeman
He grew up in Sunnycreek
As a child he was always known as the freak.
From his parents he wanted attention
He was extremely bossy, shall i mention?
He grew up stout, at age twentyeight
Probably because of all the doughnuts he ate.
In his job he took pride
He loved to be at crime's side.
And if a teenager was ever out past
Curfew, he'd get in his car fast
And drive off to bust him. Whenever
It was break time he liked that too, however.
Morning shifts were long and boring.
When nightfall came his heart would go soaring
Script for King Arthur
K.A: Hey Merlin i need a favor from you.
M: Okay go ahead and ask King.
K.A: I want you to get Gwenever to love me. She is so cute.
M: I agree but you know that she will never truly love you.
K.A: Why do you say that?
M: Because she is in love with someone else.
K.A: Who?
M: She is in love with a knight whose name is Lancelot.
K.A: But I love her.
M: I am sorry king but she will never truly love you.
LIL NADER
REAL MCCOY- i am bad at writing period and i hope i can get better
ADELE-BENEDICTE
Oct31- I love to work and earn some cash.I am really bad at writing poems and stories. I would like to improve this year.
Prologue
The time was early fall.
We were all going to have a ball.
The celebrity had a concert near
The 9-11 memorial. Have no fear
Her bodyguard, The Policeman, was going too.
If anyone got out of line, he'd know what to do.
The know-it-all Brunette and the dumb blonde
Were not very fond
Of the number one fan
Who was following the band.
She won the contest
Because she was the best
Dancer who sent in a video.
So now she gets to go
On the private jet
It's her best day yet!
They flew high
Up in the sky.
But when the plane landed
The celebrity's fans
Were screaming
And the number one fan was beaming
With excitement that came
With all of her new fame.
The celebrity walked through the crowd
Show she could show how proud
She was to be singing to everyone
That had lost someone
On that terrible day.
She felt this was her way
To show her fans her pain
And to say that everyone didn't die in vein.
The know - it - all brunette came to report
All of the fans support.
And the dumb blonde went
But couldn't get
Her friends to understand
How the families had banned
Together in their time of need
In order for this tragedy to be seen.
This is the journey
that these individuals had been enduring.
The Celebrity/ Pop Star
Well first of all I’m a Pop Star
No I did not say a Rock Star.
Everybody says fame is a game
While I tell them that ain’t a shame.
When I had a concert in Japan
Everyone stood and gave me a hand.
People tell me I should save my money
I tell them they are funny.
When I wear the best clothes
My fans say it always shows.
So I keep partying til 6 am
While everyone else sleeps til 10.
My parents say when I was a child
I had always made people go wild.
When the fans joke and say hey Miley
I say no since I’m not smiley.
The Dumb Blonde
Her bleach blonde hair
Makes her skin look really pale.
Her 5 inch heels
Makes her feel kind of weird.
But she wears them anyway
To see what people would say.
She’s friends with the pop star
To feel like a rock star.
Also with the brunette
While they fly in the jet.
She feels kind of dumb
So she says things to feel numb.
She talks to the number one fan
But hates what she had said.
She knows what she has to do
But the thought of it is making her blue.
Scared to show how she really feels
So she tries to deal
With all the pain
That is following through her veins.
Classy Burnett
She waves to adoring friends
She knows they will be there till the end.
She doesn’t know its just pretend.
She doesn’t understand the truths they bend.
Her curly hair was chest nut brown.
She wore couture cloths all around.
Her Jimmy Choo's barely touches the ground.
Her career had her bound.
She boards the jet to New York City
Her sadness won't let her be witty.
Instead she takes pity.
For the friends no longer in New York City.
The Policeman
He grew up in Sunnycreek
As a child he was always known as the freak.
From his parents he wanted attention
He was extremely bossy, shall i mention?
He grew up stout, at age twentyeight
Probably because of all the doughnuts he ate.
In his job he took pride
He loved to be at crime's side.
And if a teenager was ever out past
Curfew, he'd get in his car fast
And drive off to bust him. Whenever
It was break time he liked that too, however.
Morning shifts were long and boring.
When nightfall came his heart would go soaring
Script for King Arthur
K.A: Hey Merlin i need a favor from you.
M: Okay go ahead and ask King.
K.A: I want you to get Gwenever to love me. She is so cute.
M: I agree but you know that she will never truly love you.
K.A: Why do you say that?
M: Because she is in love with someone else.
K.A: Who?
M: She is in love with a knight whose name is Lancelot.
K.A: But I love her.
M: I am sorry king but she will never truly love you.